Malone, Grunger
You were kind enough to say that you enjoy reading about my trips to the market. This morning, I went to see to the Cockney greengrocer, Ivan Napple, who seemed very happy with life.
“You’re in a good mood today, Ivan” I said.
“Never better, haven’t you heard - that posh geezer who comes in here has got a job in the government. He’s going to change the law so we have to use proper English measures”.
Of course. Jacob R-M has instructed his staff to use imperial measurements. Pedants will recall that Ivan was one of the greengrocers taken to court by Trading Standards for selling bananas by the pound.
“Great bloke – he actually paid my fine and has been ordering in pounds and ounces ever since. He told me his greatest pleasure in life is to go into Subway and order a foot-long submarine – cheese and tomato, very English. You see, ordering a 30.48 centimetre one would be pretty stupid. Funny how Subway have never been done for using feet and inches.”
“Yes, and we will soon be back to gallons of petrol, and pints of milk”, I suggested.
“You mean after this Breggsit – don’t get me started on that” he replied.